His on Demand

Standing there, not able to leave, not able to speak all the words demanding to be let out. I listened to her bitter laugh at the idea she was not worthy of being treated like a treasure, of her assurance she was happy alone. I wanted to accuse her of lying then, to demand she never lie to me again until I saw the truth in her eyes.

She was happier alone, considering what happened when she let a man in, I understood. There was no pain if she was alone, no one to love and lose, no one to hurt her. I called myself a bastard a dozen times as I touched her soft cheek, knowing I would hurt her again, not physically. I would hurt her heart, yet I couldn’t walk away. I was a bastard because even if she told me to leave, to stay away from her, the way she should, I was not strong enough to do it.

I told her I needed time to figure out what to do with her, it was a lie. I already knew what I was going to do with her. What I needed was time to figure out how to do it without fucking up all over again. While on the flight to England I stowed emotion to get through the next few days then realized it was the only way to continue for the foreseeable future.

The visit I paid Natalie did not help. Her defiance in light of what she did angered me, making me vow to destroy everything she had. Until she laughed, it was what she expected from me. The same way she knew I had hurt Alexa once and would again. I didn’t know the first thing about being the man Alexa needed and deserved, for all my money I couldn’t buy a heart, she spat at me with pure venom. I accepted her words for what they were, the truth. Then with one call, I burned Natalie’s cushy new life to the ground. I would not want to disappoint her.

Yet Natalie’s words lingered, taunting me as I have fought to maintain control of my emotions over the last few weeks. It has not been easy, christ it hasn’t been easy. With every day came new and wonderful revelations of Alexa’s personality she previously kept hidden from me. Her sense of humor, her playfulness, her wit made me want to laugh often.

Then there was her astonishing sexual appetite. In all of my dreams and fantasies, I would never have dreamed of her eagerness, willingness, and hunger for my body and her pleasure. It should not make a difference, only it does, I will not lie. My cock is the first inside her, the first she has ever taken into her mouth, the first to bring her to orgasm. No other man has heard her moans and whimpers, her begging. The knowledge makes every shudder of her beautiful body sweeter to me.

Fuck, I adjust my thickening cock. It was telling despite her initial reservations after the first night she shrugged off her inhibitions and reveled in her desires and mine. Her submissive nature was the one thing she still held back from glorying in, even as she indicated her need. I love her submissiveness, it makes my cock hard and sets my blood on fire. It’s the way she liked me to be rough, I’m hesitant about. Still, I give her what she needs, my hand around her throat, as I fucked into her, my hand in her hair tightly controlling her, and even slapping her soft, silky, tender pussy. Unable to deny her when her need, her passion is so pure.

I think about why I’m really angry. It is not simply Alexa keeping something from me. It’s that this is tremendously significant to her. It’s also a part of her life she isn’t sharing with me. The clinical thoughts that have been a part of me reminds me that I have not giving her a single indication she could share it with me.

I have not shared anything personal with her, no late-night talks about my life before her or now. When she tried to talk, I shut her down. I have attempted to allocate Alexa to a few hours at the end of my day, we do not even have dinner together. In the beginning, I needed to keep her there for my sanity, she was already seeping into every hour of my life. Only I can admit it now, it did not work. When she is not near me, I crave her, the sight of her, her scent, the feel of her skin.

If I desire a deeper connection from Alexa, then I must be willing to give her the same. There has only been once in the last few weeks when she pushed for more, I’m still ashamed at my reaction. I had just entered her when the overwhelming pleasure made me weak enough to almost fall on her. Until then I always held myself up and away from her, only carefully allowing my body to graze hers. This time Alexa was caught up in the pleasure and her arms went around me. Her hands found the scars on my back. She froze as her fingers traced the tissue smooth, and thick beneath her hand.

“What happened? Are you okay?” The words sent me up on my knees as I ignored them. “Leo, please—”

Any other time I would have kissed a woman to quiet her, yet I still had not kissed Alexa. I cannot. Every time I think of kissing her the lie she told haunts me. Needing her to stop talking, needing to fuck my need out of her, I flipped her, covered her mouth, and fucked her roughly until she came with a scream. Her orgasm finished I allowed my own release. Body still shivering from my climax I was dressed and gone only minutes after I came. When she tried bringing it up again, I pulled out and pushed my cock into her mouth. She has not tried since.

A message flashes, my lunch is here. I am hungry, starving. Except my hunger is not for food, it’s for Alexa. I pick up the phone and call her. “Wrap up what you’re doing and go to the room. Now.”

She gasps. “Yes, sir.”

I give her five minutes then I’m right behind her. When I get to the room, she is already naked. Grabbing her hand, I pull her behind me into the bedroom. I am eager until I open the bedside table, fuck. “I’m out of condoms.”

Alexa groans. “Leo, please, I need your cock. You can’t get me all excited then leave me hanging. I’m protected from the shot. There is absolutely no chance of pregnancy, please.”

In the five seconds it takes me to think about it, Alexa pushes me down onto the bed. My surprise has me on my back. Taking her advantage, she crawls up and over my body. She shocks the fuck out of me when she tears my shirt apart. Her mouth roams down my chest, I can smell her pussy as she licks down to my cock. I give in to her desire. Tugging my pants down she frees my cock and hums in appreciation. Her eyes are a glittering sapphire, holding mine, knowing what it does to me when our eyes meet as she sucks my cock. Soft velvet teases the slit of my cock then toys with the underside of me as her small hand strokes down to the base of me. Fuck, she cups and massages my balls. I fight not to come down her mouth. Not yet, I want more.

Alexa squeezes my cock tight at the base. Her intent is in her eyes. She grips my shoulders as she moves to come down on my cock, I lift her and watch as she guides me inside her. So fucking good. I give into my need, closing my eyes to savor the feeling of being buried inside Alexa. The feel of her is unlike anything I have ever known. Tight, she is so tight, silk, hot, and slick. I love how wet she gets, the way her pussy runs for me telling me just how much she wants me. This tight, silky, hot pussy is mine, all mine.

“Hey,” a tap of her hand against my cheek shocks me into opening my eyes. It was barely a pat, but it still shocks me that Alexa would do it. She smiles down at me, “eyes open and on me.”

The little brat, those are the exact words I have said to her often.

I was happily surprised when she climbed on me Friday as I lay there telling myself not to touch her, to get up and leave while I still could. It took a little while to help her find her rhythm and how to move on me. Watching her move on me, above me taking her orgasm was the most erotic thing I have ever seen. Today is different because she remembers her lesson from Friday and now her confidence is in every move of her body. She moves on me, sinking down on me with a gasp each time. Her need desperate, she begins grinding her clit frantically for her orgasm until she hits it with a shudder of her body.

With her orgasm fulfilled my hands go to her hips. Holding her in place, I fuck up into her hot, tight, pussy. She is clenching around me, I come in seconds. The feeling of coming inside her, fuck. My cock pulsing as her pussy tightens in response, it takes my breath away.

Alexa gasps. “Feeling you come inside me is so fucking awesome. I thought just the feel of your cock was going to make me come but then you came inside me and it’s so amazing, so fucking amazing.” Her pussy clenches around my cock, and I hiss at the feeling. “I’m sorry, Leo. You just feel so good, even limp you’re so thick. Don’t pull out yet.”

My hands roam over her back down to the crack of her ass. “You are the one on top, sweetness. It will be up to you to pull me out of you.”

She falls on me as she moans into my neck. “Hmm...then I’m never going to move.”

Right now, I am content with that. I fall asleep without even realizing it.

I awaken to Alexa pressing soft kisses into my chest. “My apologies for falling asleep.”

Her eyes are sparkling. I am buying her sapphires, soon. “I fell asleep too for a little while.”

A quick glance at the bedside clock surprises me.

“It’s almost three, the only thing is I’m starting to get hungry. Your phone has also been going off for a while. But I also don’t want to move.” She clenches around my cock which is still inside her.